Murong Bo saw that his child Murong Fu was slapped hard by Duan Yu, and was kicked downstairs in the Scripture Pavilion, and he was immediately furious.

"Fu'er, he is already very miserable, your surname Duan is still so ruthless, bullying my family Fu'er, suffer death!" Murong Bo immediately used the trick of the Maha Finger to attack suddenly, and the dark finger power lit up the air with a "snort" sound.

His body is so swift that even a master like Xiao Feng is a little stunned.

Duan Yu used Ling Bo to maneuver with it, and as for the Easy Wind Technique, it was an extremely light skill that could only be performed on the open ground to let go of his hands and feet.

And Murong Bo came with him like a shadow, and the finger power of the Maha finger became more and more intense, condensing more and more qi, and it was about to be pierced fiercely.

Duan Yu didn't think much about it, and suddenly pointed out with the index finger of his left hand, which was the Dali Duan's "One Yang Finger" that he used with all his might.

Pale Jin's finger power was opposite to the dark Maha Finger, making a loud popping sound, but it was still the Yiyang Finger that had the upper hand, and Yu Wei continued to attack Murong Bo.

&［.;“ What a strong finger power, boy, who did you learn it from?" Murong Bo said in a deep voice, and immediately changed his move and used the Shaolin King Kong Palm to blast away the residual finger power.

"Hmph, Yiyang refers to my Dali Duan's family heirloom, not like a despicable villain like you, who has been hiding in the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion for more than ten years, stealing all kinds of stunts, and showing them off, smug. Duan Yu refuted it as he unyieldingly unleashed the Six-Vein Divine Sword, and suddenly a large amount of sword qi roared out, filling the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Duan Yu's words were extremely sharp, and Murong Bo was a little ashamed. As for Xiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuanshan, when he heard this, he couldn't help but twitch his old face a few times, after all, he was the same as Murong Bo. Lurking in the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion, he is bent on stealing various Shaolin stunts.

Only then did Murong Bo realize that the Six-Vein Divine Sword was extremely sharp, even if he used the six Shaolin fingering techniques and the Gusu Murong Clan's family heirloom Maha Finger, he was only able to resist the Six-Vein Divine Sword, but it was difficult to attack.

At this moment, Murong Fu actually returned to the Scripture Pavilion, and he wore his hair out. There were slap marks all over his face, and his clothes were covered in blood.

He saw that Duan Yu was fighting with his father, and he was very angry. From behind, with his left hand and his right hand with an embroidery needle, he didn't believe that Duan Yu would be able to resist Murong Bo head-on. It can also deal with two difficult martial arts at the same time.

Although Duan Yu slapped Murong Fu fiercely before. and kicked him downstairs with all his might, but it didn't hurt the roots, it just made Murong Fu's appearance look more and more wolf.

The fierce wind sounded behind Duan Yu, and Duan Yu immediately noticed that something was wrong, but when the lightning was shining, it was too late to dodge with Ling Bo's slight steps, so he immediately made a decision and operated the internal strength of the Divine Illumination Sutra. Protect your heart.

"Snort~" Shenhe pointed to Duan Yu's heart, but he was relieved of a layer of power by the Northern Shengong. Immediately after that, the internal strength of the Divine Sutra was also the same.

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and still pricked out the embroidery needle in his right hand.

Duan Yu decisively moved the acupuncture points there, so the embroidery needles were just a little painful.

It doesn't matter if the embroidery needle is quenched with poison, because Duan Yu has a body that is invulnerable to all poisons, and any poison has no effect.

Duan Yu can be said to be multitasking, which shocked everyone present, and the Xiao family and his son immediately besieged Murong Bo.

"Murong Gongzi, no, I should call you Murong Gonggong now. You have to die, no wonder me. Duan Yu immediately used a trick to control the crane.

Murong Fu's arm was caught, but because he had cultivated the Sunflower Treasure Book from the palace, his arm could be as soft as a bone under the infusion of Sunflower's internal strength, and he actually broke free from the grip of the crane control hand.

Then he waved his hand and sprinkled a large handful of embroidery needles in the rain, which looked silver and shining in the sunlight, like a burst of moonlight.

Duan Yu pulled out the Purple Wind Soft Sword from his belt in time, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and a dense purple-red sword curtain appeared, a large number of embroidery needles were blocked by the sword blade, and the sound of fine metal clashes was endless. Murong Fu actually flickered over flexibly to help his father Murong Bo deal with the Xiao family father and son.

After enduring so much humiliation, Murong Fu was ashamed and brave, not to be underestimated, he joined forces with Murong Bo, and he actually fought with the Xiao family father and son.

Maybe it was because Duan Yu's various martial arts just restrained Murong Fu that Murong Fu was so miserable, and Xiao Feng's eighteen palms of dragon descent were difficult to clean up the martial arts of the Sunflower Treasure Book.

"Brother Xiao's martial arts are stronger when he is stronger, which means that it is difficult for him to win quickly, but he will not fall. Duan Yu sighed.

He was about to go over to help, when suddenly a gray shadow flickered, and it was the sweeping monk who appeared, he picked up the broom, and actually waved it on both sides like a thick wall of gangqi, and in an instant, the Xiao father and son and Murong father and son both felt that their breath was sluggish, and they couldn't help but retreat backwards.

Everyone stopped and stared at it, but saw that the gray-clothed sweeping monk was quite old, with a long beard and snow-white, a peaceful and thin face, a rickety body, slow movements, and weak energy, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.

But with a wave of the broom just now, the sweeping monk persuaded the battle of the four masters, and its strength shocked the audience, which is self-evident.

"Hey, you donors, it's not a big deal to come to the Scripture Pavilion to borrow scriptures, but why do you want to fight and make a mess here?" the sweeping monk sighed leisurely as he cleaned up the books scattered on the ground.

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

The sweeping monk slowly raised his head, his eyes were still very cloudy.

Duan Yu was very surprised in his heart, it turned out that this extremely powerful sweeping monk was so unkempt that he couldn't use common sense to speculate.

The sweeping monk said, "The donor asked me how long I have been hiding here?"

The five of them stared at him together, only to see that his eyes were blank and completely devoid of energy.

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

The sweeping monk counted on his fingers, and after a while. Shaking his head, an apologetic look appeared on his face, he said, "I...... I don't remember exactly. I don't know if it's forty-two years or forty-three years. When this old monk Xiao first came to see the scriptures at night, I had been here for more than ten years. Later, the old monk Murong came, and a few years ago, the monk Boluo Xing came out to steal the scriptures. Alas, you come and go, and turn the scriptures in the cabinet into a mess. I don't know why. ”??

Xiao Yuanshan was greatly surprised, thinking that he would come to Shaolin Temple to secretly study martial arts. None of the monks in the monastery knew, so how could this old monk know? Most of the time he listened to his own words. So he was talking nonsense here, saying, "Why have I never seen you?"

The sweeping monk said: "Xiao Jushi is fully focused on the martial arts classics, and he has no distractions, so he naturally can't see the old monk." I remember the first night when the layman came to the pavilion to borrow a book. It's a book of 'Fingers of Shame'. Alas, from that night on, the layman has entered the devil's path, but it's a pity, it's a pity!"??

Xiao Yuanshan's surprise was really extraordinary, he stole into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the first night and found a copy of the 'Wuxiang Tribulation Fingerbook', knowing that this was one of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin School, and he was overjoyed at that time. No one knows about this matter except himself. Could it be that this old monk was really witnessing it with his own eyes at that time? He didn't know what to say.

The sweeping monk said: "The second time the layman came to borrow the pavilion, it was a 'Prajna Palm Method'. At that time, the old monk secretly rested, knowing that the layman had fallen into the devil, the deeper and deeper he was, and he couldn't bear it, so he put a 'Lotus Sutra' and a 'Miscellaneous Aham' Sutra in the place where the layman usually took books, and only hoped that the layman could borrow it and study and comprehend. Unexpectedly, the layman was obsessed with martial arts, but he ignored the authentic Buddhism, put these two scriptures aside, and found a copy of the 'Fu Wand Method', but went away with joy. Alas, indulge in the sea of suffering, I don't know when I can turn back?"?? Xiao Yuanshan listened to him casually, and said that what he had done all night in the Scripture Pavilion thirty years ago was not bad at all, and cold sweat was about to break out on his back, and his heart almost stopped beating.

The sweeping monk slowly turned his head and looked at Murong Bo. Murong Bo saw that his gaze was dull, as if he couldn't see it, but it seemed to be a secret hidden in his heart, and every thing was clearly seen through by him, and he couldn't help but feel furious in his heart, and his body was very uncomfortable.

I only heard the old monk sigh and said: "Murong Jushi is actually a Xianbei tribe, but he has lived in Jiangnan for several generations, and the old monk first expected that the monk must have been touched by the literary style of the Southern Dynasty. In the past, people bought and returned pearls, and laughed for thousands of years. Two laymen were the great men of the world, but they also did this foolish act. Alas, it is harmful to oneself and to others. ”??

Murong Bo was shocked in his heart, when he first entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the first martial arts secret book he saw was indeed the 'Flower Fingering', but at that time, he had been around in detail and found out that there was no one inside or outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, why did this old monk see it in person?

In fact, Duan Yu was a little funny in his heart, it was obvious that the sweeping monk was equivalent to the librarian of the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion, what classics Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo had moved, the sweeping monk should know about it. The sweeping monk said: "The heart of the layman is more greedy than that of the Xiao layman. What Xiao Jushi practiced was only how to control the existing martial arts of the Shaolin faction, but Murong Jushi included the seventy-two stunts of the temple one by one, and recorded all the copies, and then returned to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and returned to the book. Thinking about it, over the years, the layman has tried his best to integrate these seventy-two stunts, and maybe he has already taught them to Ling Lang. ”

Murong Bo sneered and said, "I myself am not sure that I can practice these stunts well, and I am afraid of going mad, so I gave the secret of the seventy-two stunts to the Tubo national master Gu Mozhi and asked him to use it as a test." The sweeping monk sighed and said, "That Kuma's order is reversed, and a great disaster is coming. The martial arts of this school are passed on from the ancestor of Bodhidharma, and the children of Buddhism learn martial arts, which is to strengthen the body and protect the Buddha and subdue the demons.

When practicing any martial arts, there is always a compassionate and benevolent mind, and if you don't base yourself on Buddhism, you will definitely hurt yourself when you practice martial arts. The deeper you practice, the more you will be injured.

If all you practice is the outer kung fu of punching, kicking, and blades, then that's fine, and it will do you little harm, as long as you are strong and can resist yourself......"

Duan Yu nodded when he heard this, this sweeping monk is really a theoretical master, but he doesn't know how he integrated the Buddhist martial arts back then, and the cultivation realm of the sweeping monk can't be seen through at all. (To be continued......)