Hong Jin knew that he couldn't be impatient, he slowly closed his eyes, and all his mind was devoted to the sweeping monk's body.

Two Jiuyang True Qi, like two warm springs, were injected into the body of the sweeping monk, searching around for the breath in his body.

The senior monks of the Shaolin Xuanzi generation, under the leadership of the abbot of Xuanlin, rushed to the scene one after another, and they were not stunned when they saw this situation.

Xuan Lin knew that Hong Jin was rescuing the sweeping monks, and he didn't dare to disturb, so that all the senior monks of the Shaolin Temple were meditating in place and protecting the Dharma for them.

As time passed bit by bit, Hong Jin didn't dare to be distracted, and helped the sweeping monk to slowly condense the breath in his body, which was as thin as a gossamer.

And so it went on for a day.

The senior monks of the Shaolin Temple began to take turns to sit and guard, but Hong Jin was still motionless.

Including the abbot of Xuan Lone, all the actions of everyone were silent, lest they disturb Hong Jin, after all, the sweeping monk is now the spiritual pillar of Shaolin.

Hong Jin felt that the breath in the body of the sweeping monk gradually converged into an air current, which automatically flowed in the body.

At this point, Hong Jin's Jiuyang True Qi, if it stays in the body of the sweeping monk, can only increase the obstacles.

Hong Jin withdrew Jiuyang's true qi very wisely, and after a day and a night of hard work, like weaving clothes for a weaver, he felt very tired and tired to death.

In view of this, Hong Jin did not get up immediately, he guided the Jiuyang True Qi in his body, and ran quickly for a week, only then did he feel that the fatigue was exhausted, and the strength was circulated, and the endless past scene was restored.

Seeing Hong Jin get up, the abbot of Xuan Lin hurriedly walked over and asked in a low voice, "How is it?"

Before Hong Jin could reply, the sweeping monk stood up with a wry smile: "My life is probably saved, but even if I live, I will become a waste." ”

Hong Jin Zhengrong said: "Even if you are a waste, you have to live." Otherwise, the seniors are not the seniors. ”

The sweeping monk was stunned, and then smiled: "I didn't expect that I was a monk in Shaolin for half my life, and I didn't see it as thoroughly as you." ”

......

On the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple, halfway up the mountainside, there is an ordinary farmhouse courtyard, which is full of vegetables and full of vitality.

Xuan Ci was dressed as a layman, like an ordinary farmer, looking at the green vegetables in the courtyard with a smile.

Looking out from the courtyard, you can see Shaolin Mountain, where there is a stretch of temples with yellow walls and green tiles, which is exactly where the Shaolin Temple is located.

Xuan Ci lived here for more than a month, and almost forgot those days in the Shaolin Temple, only occasionally remembering it, and his expression couldn't help but be melancholy.

Whoever goes from the abbot of Shaolin to suddenly becomes an old farmer, this huge identity gap has to be adapted slowly.

The courtyard door was gently pushed open, and a person walked in, Xuan Ci thought it was Ye Erniang, and said with a smile: "Erniang, you are back." ”

No one answered, Xuan Ci felt that something was wrong, and quickly turned his head around, which couldn't help but be shocked.

The person who came was tall and mighty, wearing a black robe, and it was Xiao Yuanshan, the former master of the Khitan Kingdom.

Xiao Yuanshan's face was murderous, and he walked in with a straight face, just like a killing god, bringing a strong aura of death.

Xuan Ci's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he sighed: "Unexpectedly, you still refuse to let me go." ”

Xiao Yuanshan said hoarsely: "Anyone who offends my lady deserves to die, and you naturally can't be an exception." ”

Xuan Ci's face showed a look of remorse, and he said faintly: "Whoever comes, I will do it with him, but if you come, I can only die willingly." Because back then, it was indeed because I didn't know people clearly, so I made a big mistake. I owe it to you, take this life. ”

"Hmph! You Central Plains people will be hypocritical, don't think that if you don't fight back, I won't dare to kill you. Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly and strode towards Xuan Ci.

"Wait. Xuan Ci had closed his eyes and was waiting to die, but suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help shouting.

Xiao Yuanshan couldn't help but be stunned, he sneered: "What, do you want to regret it again?"

Xuan Ci said: "Old man...... I have long seen through life and death. But the second mother of the Ye family, she has nothing to do with this matter, please let her go. ”

Xiao Yuanshan nodded: "I originally wanted to kill her together, but since you said so, then I will spare her life." ”

"And Xuzhu, he is the sworn brother of your son Xiao Feng, and you can't do anything to him. Xuan Ci thought of Xuzhu, and couldn't help but show a kind smile on his face.

Xiao Yuanshan said impatiently: "Okay." As long as he doesn't come to me for revenge, I'll spare his life. ”

Xuan Ci said: "Since this is the case. Please also allow me to make a decision on my own, otherwise, the Shaolin Temple and the Vulture Palace will be traced to your head sooner or later. ”

Xiao Yuanshan hesitated for a moment, nodded, and he took another step closer to Xuan Ci, only a few steps away.

Xuan Ci flipped his palm and hit the heavenly spirit cover, who knew that suddenly he felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and Xiao Yuanshan actually made a secret attack on him.

With his understanding of Xiao Yuanshan, Xuan Ci knew that he was a very arrogant person, no matter what, he would actually make a sneak attack.

This sudden palm, the last to come, actually rushed before Xuan Ci made a move, and blasted him out of the air.

Fortunately, Xuan Ci saw that something was wrong, and his body shrank back three feet in time, Rao was like this, only to feel a sharp pain in his internal organs, obviously suffering great internal injuries.

Xuan Ci wiped a handful of blood from his mouth, there was indescribable anger in his eyes, and he pointed at the incomer: "You...... You are not Xiao Yuanshan, you ...... Who the hell are you?"

The person who came suddenly let out a sinister laugh: "Yes, you are right, I am not Xiao Yuanshan." If it weren't for pretending to be him, I'm afraid that with your Donkey Kong palm, it would be difficult for me to kill you. ”

"Alas, I have always respected and trusted you as my best friend. Who would have thought that you misspread rumors thirty years ago, making me make a big mistake that will be irreparable for the rest of my life, ashamed of my fellow martial artists, guilty every day, and restless every night. Now you're still here to kill me, you're really out of conscience!"

Xuan Ci heard who was coming, and his face became more and more angry, and he shouted loudly.

Murong Boha smiled and said, "It's your fault for trusting me. Since you want to be a good person, why don't you come forward and let me slap you to death, this is your duty as a friend. ”

Without waiting for Murong Bo to finish speaking, Xuan Ci flew out of the Donkey Kong palm, this palm belongs to Shaolin's superior internal strength, paying attention to "the move is powerful, the momentum is powerful, and the law is useful", the strength is extremely powerful, Shaolin has been practicing for a hundred years, only outstanding masters can practice.

Murong Bo succeeded in the sneak attack, unwilling to fight with Xuan Ci, his body shook, and suddenly disappeared in place.

Syllable!

Xuan Ci's palm was empty, breaking the rack where Ye Erniang was drying clothes, and suddenly scattered clothes all over the ground.

Murong Bo let Xuan Ci come to him, and with a slap of his palm, he imprinted towards Xuan Ci's vest.

This palm tiger is vigorous, more than fierce, and it is a rare killing move in Shaolin's seventy-two stunts.

Murong Bo also has an insidious purpose in using this palm, that is, this palm is very similar to Xiao Yuanshan's outer door kung fu, which can better blame others.

Xuan Ci has also been immersed in Panruo for several years, if it is changed to normal times, even if he can't beat Murong Bo, it is estimated that it is not too difficult to escape his life.

But he was injured first, he was originally strong to support himself, and then forcibly used Donkey Kong's palm power, and soon felt that his strength was inadequate, and the beads of sweat on his forehead kept rolling down.

Seeing this, Murong Bo couldn't help but speed up his attack, his figure was fluttering, and his palm technique flew up and down, and he didn't leave Xuan Ci's vital point everywhere.

Xuan Ci was forced to be helpless, so he had to face Murong Bo a few times in a row, and every time the palm force was issued, he would spit out a small mouthful of blood.

Seeing that Xuan Ci was in a catastrophe this time, Murong Bo stepped up his attack, and he suddenly turned his palm into a fist, but when he heard the fist, it was seven or eight points similar to Xiao Yuanshan's Vajra Tiger Fist Method.

Suddenly, a figure flew in from outside the courtyard gate, it was Ye Erniang, who hurried over when she heard the sound of fighting, and saw that the ground was in shambles, and Xuan Ci was covered in blood, so she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Xiao Yuanshan, you straight lady thief, my mother fought with you. Ye Erniang pulled out a short knife from the room and quickly slashed towards Murong Bo.

Xuan Ci coughed violently: "He...... He ......"

Looking at Murong Bo's cold face, Xuan Ci didn't continue, if he didn't tell the truth, Ye Erniang still had a chance to live, if he told the truth, Murong Bo would definitely kill people.

"Big brother, what the hell are you ...... How is it?" Ye Erniang's voice trembled, she really didn't expect that on a good day, there would be a catastrophe from the sky.

"I can't do it. Erniang, you go quickly...... Let's go and find the Bamboo Child. Xuan Ci shouted loudly, looking extremely hideous.

Ye Erniang said desolately: "Xiao Yuanshan, you have robbed my child for 20 years, if you have any revenge, you should revenge." Please let us go for the sake of my son and your son Xiao Feng. ”

Xuan Ci said angrily: "This person is a wolf's heart, don't beg him, it's useless." You go quickly, or I won't be blind. ”

"No, I'm not leaving. I have been away from you for twenty years, wandering alone on the rivers and lakes, and I have long looked down on life and death. I will live with you and die with you. ”

Ye Erniang was cloaked, and said firmly while swinging a knife and slashing.

"I'm dead, you're dead, what should Zhu'er do? If no one reports to him, he will definitely die at the hands of this person. Erniang, even if you want to accompany me, you have to find Zhu'er first. Xuan Ci said anxiously to Ye Erniang while desperately supporting.

After listening to what Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang said, even hard-hearted people were afraid that they would cry, but Murong Bo didn't say a word, and there was a mocking smile in his eyes.

Ye Erniang was in a dilemma, she knew that she was leaving at this moment, but she was afraid that she would never see Xuan Ci again, and if she didn't leave, her son Xuzhu would indeed be in great danger.

"Big brother, this person's martial arts are so strong, even if I want to escape, I can't escape if I'm afraid, I still have to stay with you, I'm afraid you'll be alone. Ye Erniang said softly, there was really infinite affection in her eyes.

"No, no, no, as long as you want to escape, you can. If you don't leave, I won't be blind. Xuan Ci said with a firm expression.